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I slipped out of the small bed and walked over to the camper door and carefully stepped out into the darkness under the stars. There were small campfires in the fire pits around the area, and the silence was broken with the occasional chit-chat of nearby campers, along with a moan of someone else having a lustful moment. Ben gave me a quilted blanket to lay upon the ground near the fire I had just stoked. "You look so sexy...", Ben said as I stood near the glow of the pit in my heels and barely black stockings. As he walked closer, I went to my knees and embraced his thighs and engulfed his stiffening cock into my mouth, sucking it down my throat. I moved my head slowly back and forth, taking his entire length into me as I completed each suck with the slobbery sound of enthusiasm. I could feel the eyes of others around the camp site on our bodies as I continued to suck Ben for all he was worth. I had that itch deep within my body and it needed to be scratched in a way that only. I knew that the playsuit I was wearing showed off a lot of cleavage and when I sat down, the front would open up exposing my nipples from certain angles. I’d worn it before out to the club and James commented that when I was sitting, my nipples were exposed for whoever was sitting on either side of me.I could see James’s eyes openly look at my nipples as we chatted and nibbled on our food. I love when he checks me out, it always makes me feel sexy knowing he wanted me. “Take out a nipple and leave it out.”Without thinking twice, I pulled down my playsuit so that my right nipple popped out and continued sipping my cocktail as if I didn’t know I was exposed. I could feel my nipple rubbing against the front of my playsuit and it just made me realise further that my nipple was out.“Take it out more babe,” James suggested.I pulled the front of my playsuit down more so that now most of my right boob was out along with my nipple. I continued to act like I was unaware of my exposure all the.
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I still shudder when I remember the bathrooms!’ They laughed some more and swapped ‘roomie’ stories for awhile, while Richard brewed the coffee. To top off everything, Richard made excellent coffee. Rachel was pretty sure that he had added some sort of liqueur to an already wonderful brew, and it was better than anything that they could get at the coffee shop. They sat down in the living room on Richard’s deep brown leather sofa, to drink their coffee. ‘Ummm… Richard, this is exquisite coffee. Why do you even bother buying that false imitation of the real thing at the bookstore?’ Rachel teasingly inquired. ‘Two reasons, Rach. First, is that I’m usually too lazy to make all of that mess just for myself, and two, the companionship that I’ve found at the bookstore is far more alluring than sitting here, drinking alone,’ Richard said, all the time looking deeply into Rachel’s eyes. Rachel could actually feel herself blush, at the same time feeling flattered, embarrassed, a little.

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